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Summary:

"your such a baby" Will said as he pulled his pants on "I'll literally be back in two hours"

"yeah, you're right, Im your baby" Mike replied with a grin.

Will shoved his t-shirt over his head to hide how flustered he had gotten.

"idiot" he sighed and flicked Mike's forehead, once he had begun to sit up in the bed.

or

Mike and Will struggle to wake up in the morning

Notes:

this is pretty rushed so sorry for any spelling mistakes!!!

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Work Text:

Will woke up to a soft tickle on his neck.

It startled him at first, until he realised the culprit was just Mike, as usual.

Will slightly turned his head, noticing the pile of comic books deserted at the end of his bed, thinking back to the night before, where he and Mike had decided to have a comic book marathon, Mike calling it revision for Will as his snuggled into his side. Where he also hasn't moved from since.

Mikes body was still tightly clinging to Will's, his chest slowly rising and falling a top of his own. Will could hear little snores coming from Mike every few minutes, which he felt was very endearing.

Sometimes Will has to remind himself that he's allowed to think these thoughts, he has been dating Mike for ten months for Christs sake. He's allowed to indulge in all the little touches under tables and the hand holding and they're allowed to kiss and make out and do well- whatever he and Mike wanted to do.

This is why New York is great, Will thought to himself. While they aren't technically out, none of their new college friends pay attention to how clingy the pair of them get at parties and no one in New York pays any mind to two boys standing dangerously close to one another on the sidewalk, too caught up in their own business to care.

Hawkins on the other hand, was a bit different. Will learnt this from a young age, being called cruel words he didn't know the meaning of, before he even knew who he was himself.

Will turned his head to face the bright red alarm clock on his nightstand. 

It read 10:37 am. 

Shit. Will thought to himself, his last class of the semester started at 11:15 am. He needed to be out of their dorm by at least 10:55 to make it to class on time. screw his dorm for being so far from his Art History lesson.

Thankfully it was his last one for the semester, before he could finally be off for the summer vacation.

He could not be late.

However, there was one problem and his name is Mike Wheeler, who was currently sprawled across Will, leaving him unable to get up.

Will pressed a small kiss to the top of his head.

"Mike" he whispered, pressing another kiss to his messy curls when he didn't stir.

This caused him to shuffle a bit.

"I need to go to class" Will whispered.

Mike grumbled a bit before turning his head more into Will's neck.

"no" Mike mumbled.

"what do you mean no?"

Mike just tightened his grip around Will's waist as a response, causing Will to flush a little.

"mhm, just five more minutes" Mike mumbled.

Will brought his hand up to Mike's hair, slowly carding his fingers through his soft curls.

"I wish" Will whispered back "but I have to go to class"

Will shuffled up in his bed, forcing Mike along with him. causing the boy to grumble even more.

"Hi" Will said softly, seeing Mike was looking a bit more awake now.

"Hi" Mike responded, before pressing a quick kiss to his lips.

Will reciprocated, letting Mike lead, even though he was barely conscious mere minutes ago.

Will pulled back after a few moments, needing to refill his lungs with air.

"okay, I got to get up now Mike" he said as Mike started to lean in again.

Mike just rested his head on Will's shoulder with a sigh.

"what class do you even have now?" Mike asked, grabbing one of Will's hands and intertwining it with one of his own.

"Art History" Will responded with a sigh.

"you should just skip."

"what, Mike, no I can't"

"Will you literally never shut up about how much you hate that class, just skip and stay with me"

"yeah, but I suck at that class, so I can't fall behind" Will chuckled, rubbing his thumb against Mikes knuckles in a soothing motion.

"Will, stop no, you don't suck, you're amazing at art" Mike said, a small frown forming on his face.

Will found it so endearing he had to kiss it off of him.

"thanks Mike, but this is Art History, it's all the boring stuff not the actual drawing" Will sighed at the last part.

"oh" Mike responded "you still don't suck" he grinned, placing a kiss on the back of his hand.

"thanks Mike" Will began, blushing a little, "but I still have to go to class" he finished with a chuckle.

Mike flopped onto the bed with a groan. Will used this time to snake out of his bed, the bed that is definitely too small to be holding the both of them. 

"your such a baby" Will said as he pulled his pants on "I'll literally be back in two hours" 

"yeah, you're right, Im your baby" Mike replied with a grin.

Will shoved his t-shirt over his head to hide how flustered he had gotten.

"idiot" he sighed and flicked Mike's forehead, once he had begun to sit up in the bed.

"did you take in anything I said after that?" Will asked teasingly.

"yeah I did, you're leaving me all by myself for two whole hours" Mike said, pulling a fake, but nonetheless adorable, pout on.

Will just threw an old sock that was laying on the ground at him, while he tied his shoelaces.

"I'm sure you will survive a few hours by yourself" Will started, "plus you'll have loads of company tonight when we meet up with the party in Hawkins"

The Party meet up was long overdue, in Will's opinion, not having seen the whole gang together since the Spring break. Everyone had been swamped these past few months with projects and exams and college stuff.

"yeah" Mike sighed "but we can't fully be us around them, ya know".

Will sat back down on the bed for a moment. 

"I mean we could always tell them" Will said "only if you're up to it of course" he added on, reaching out for Mike's hand, pressing a small kiss to it.

"yeah, I think I am, plus I'm pretty sure they know anyways" Mike said with a small chuckle.

"I think Lucas and Max have had a bet going on us since at least sophomore year of high school" Will tacked on.

"It just sucks I can't take you on any dates while we're back in Hawkins" Mike said, that small pout from earlier making a reappearance. 

"yeah, me too" Will said with a small sigh, "your stinky basement will have to do" Will continued, a sly grin appearing on his face.

"hey!, you had no problem with my basement that one time when-mhm" Mike was interrupted with Will's lips on his.

"would you look at the time, its nearly 11, I gotta go to class" Will said, interrupting Mike from whatever past memory he was about to recounter.

Mike just groaned as Will got up and moved towards the door.

"Willl" 

"love you, bye baby" Will said with a wink before shutting their dorm room door after him.

Mike felt his cheeks heating up from the pentane and just flopped back onto Will's bed to go back to sleep until his boyfriend returned. completely disregarding his own perfectly fine bed just two foot away.

Notes:

hope you enjoyed!!
I was lowkey projecting my hate for art history onto will if you couldn't tell lmao
comments and kudos are greatly appreciated :)))